Volume 10 â Chapter 31: Net (Part 2)
âWhy do you think Iâm kidding?â Song Haoran looked at Bucky playfully.
Buckyâs face was pale, and he smiled bitterly, âRoger would do it. In the hunt back then, this lunatic led all the enemies to his fatherâs side, using his father as a shield to escape. He would do anything.â
âI wonât let you leave. If you dare to leave now, I will kill you directly.â Song Haoran showed murderous intent.
Buckyâs face was gloomy, feeling that luck had left him, so he had to say calmly, âWhat do you want me to do!â
âOf course, things that suit your current identity.â Song Haoran smiled, âIâm a member of the âgovernment forces,â and you are the policeâs âspy.â We naturally need to work together, right? If you donât want to blow up this place, let me maximize your value.â
Bucky sighed resignedly and full of hatred, staring at Song Haoran and said, âI see. So you and Roger are the same type of people. Your ambitions are too big and boundless!â
âThanks for the compliment.â Song Haoran handed a dagger to Bucky. âI have always been kind to the collaborators.â
Bucky frowned and took the dagger in the end.
Bucky didnât want to participate in any of Rogerâs plans. He thought that prison was more suitable for him. Even if he didnât know what Roger was planning behind the incident, the crime of hostage-taking was already quite heavy.
He was convinced that those officials with whom he had spent a lot of time getting a good relationship wouldnât protect him afterward.
Iâm sorry, Roger. I just want to be in jail peacefully.
Seeing Buckyâs gaze, Song Haoran knew that he had instigated this guy to back him up.
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âHavenât you caught the big fish? Your people are slow.â Crocodile frowned.
Roger said indifferently, âItâs just fleeing mice. They canât get far. Anyway, there is still some time, so itâs better to treat it as a side dish.â
Crocodile snorted and looked at the senate president, who was being monitored in the corner. He grinned, âSpeaking of which, I have a personal grudge with this old guy. Roger, let me have a chat with this old guy.â
âOh?â Roger was a little curious.
Crocodile looked at the old senate president with a sneer, âIâm afraid this old guy has forgotten. Do you know how much trouble the bill he made five years ago caused me?â
âYou mean that foreign trade bill five years ago?â The old senate president was amazed.
âYou may not know that my business is foreign trade! With your care, my business has suffered a lot.â Crocodile sneered, walked directly to the old man, and grabbed his hair. He dragged the senate president to the door, âGive me 20 minutes, and I promise to let him come back alive.â
Roger waved his hand and had his man follow Crocodile, âWatch tight, this old man canât help with any beating. Donât let Crocodile beat the old man to death.â
âBoss, I got it!â A man nodded and immediately followed out.
Moria, on the side, shook his head, âThis guy has beaten many people to death in prison. Why is he still so boorish after such a long time? Brother Doflamingo, why didnât you speak? You have been silent since just now. Are you thinking of something bad?â
âIâm suddenly curious about one thing.â Brother Doflamingo looked towards Roger, âHow did you find such a terrifying guy? Itâs not that I donât trust his existence, but how do you learn about such a person and get him to your side?â
Roger said calmly, âI will tell you later. Of course, I understand your character. You will never give up if you donât figure it out. But, Brother Doflamingo, I want to remind you that this world is big. Sometimes and some things will far exceed your worldview. When you come into contact with some things, you will know how small the world was in the past.â
Brother Doflamingo frowned, âI donât like this kind of rhetoric, butâ¦â
But what? Brother Doflamingo couldnât say it out because the intercom that Roger put on the table suddenly sounded. Then, there came the screaming sound.
Everyone could hear that the voice belonged to Bucky.
âRoger. We need reinforcement! Reinforcement⦠helpâ¦â
âWhat happened?â Roger picked up the walkie-talkie in one hand and asked directly. After waiting for more than 10 seconds, there was no reply.
He then called for the other men sent to capture Billy but also didnât get a response. Rogerâs face was as fuming as a volcano.
âIt seems that this big fish broke the net.â Moria chuckled. âBilly? Crocodile and the senate president have some catching up to do. I also need to visit this guy.â
âWait.â Roger frowned. âThings are a bit weird. We have 5 people, including Bucky and Batu. According to reports, Billy has only two bodyguards by his side, and their only weapon is a pistol. â
âWhat do you want to say?â Brother Doflamingo looked at Roger interestingly and suddenly said with a smirk, âYou said Bucky is a betrayer? That coward?â
âBeing careful helps you live longer,â said Roger indifferently. Then, he waved his hand and said, âExcept for those who control the scene and the first line of defense in the concert hall, the rest will follow me. Moria and Brother Doflamingo too! In addition, tell Crocodile that if the president doesnât show up after 15 minutes, throw the senate presidentâs body out through the window!â
Everyone acted.
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Besides the conductor who died directly in front of everyone initially, there were also a few corpses in the concert hall. Unfortunately, these people were killed while Roger was having fun.
The corpses were randomly stacked in the corner.
Eight macho men armed with submachine guns stood in different positions.
How many guests were there in the concert hall? Naturally, the spectatorâs count were dozens of folds of these eight thugs. But the question was, who would dare to challenge the ruthless muzzles?
These rich and wealthy pampered themselves for too long. They cherished their lives and didnât want to fight for the possibility.
âMom, I want to go homeâ¦â
There was the sound of a child weeping in the crowd. But soon, someone reached out his hand to cover the childâs mouth for fear of arousing the ferocity of this group of fanatics.
âGod, save usâ¦â
âOh, Godâ¦â
âAnyoneâ¦â
âWhat the hell is going on with the police. Dear husband, Iâm afraidâ¦â
Panic and despair, as if they had gotten the best hotbed, were breeding at a terrifying speed and shrouded everyoneâs heads.
Then, they did seem to hear some whispers.
Do you need anything?